Ruan Xiu put away the "bracelet" again, and a seemingly exquisite and cute fire dragon was wrapped around her wrist, snoring slightly. In the battle of Furong Mountain, there were two Jindan Earth Immortals alone, and even more were eaten. A young man with a prosperous martial arts fortune made him a little exhausted.
Ruan Xiu asked a question that caught Old Master Song off guard, "Can I move some hibiscus stones back to Longquan County? I want to open a shop selling seals and Feng Shui stones in the alley of the town."
This Song Dynasty doctor from the Ministry of Rites was always known for his quick thinking in the Dali court. He once had a beautiful talk with His Majesty the Emperor about thirty-seven questions and answers within a stick of incense. Now he was a bit unable to keep up with Ruan. The girl's train of thought caught on, she thought about it and said with a smile: "Miss Ruan, as long as the objects close to you are big enough, it doesn't matter if Furong Mountain is emptied."
After Ruan Xiu got the answer, he immediately asked Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao to start "cutting the mountain." While the two junior brothers and sisters were digging the land, Ruan Xiu said to the old man: "Mr. Song, don't worry, I won't let you go in vain." It's just a quick trip. In the Lutong City we passed by in Shujian Lake, and on the way back to Dali, if it's still the original route, I will help you find three suitable candidates for monks. Together, they can almost equal one... …Xu Xiaoqiao, what is his name?”
Xu Xiaoqiao said softly in the distance: "Han Jin."
Ruan Xiu nodded and said: "Yes, it's just as good as Han Jin. One is the grandson of the old man who sells crispy cakes at the Earth Temple in Lutong City, the closest to us, and the other one is the candy blower vendor at Ganlu Temple in Shihao Kingdom. The little girl I gave a candy man to was the little girl with the two blushes on her face who was very cute. The last one was at the Xianjia Ferry called Nian Zhidu. I bought a big bag of Huang Gui. When I was making persimmon cakes, I met a local kid who was competing with me to see who had the biggest appetite. As a result, he had a toothache from the food and ran home crying to his parents."
The three big Li Niangan Langs were all in disbelief. Isn’t this really child’s play?
Unexpectedly, Dr. Song nodded and said: "When Mr. Dong and Miss Xu have dug enough Furong Mountain, we will return to the Earth Temple in Lutong City to find the child named Tongshan."
Nian Gan Lang knew immediately. Since even Song Lang Zhong remembered the name of the child, it was obvious that he must be a piece of jade with good aptitude for cultivating Taoism.
Ruan Xiu raised her head and looked towards Gongliu Island. When she made this move, the fire dragon on her wrist, which had been planning to "hibernate", opened its eyes and looked up with her.
Some descendants of ancient true dragons have an innate preference for killing their own kind. In the history of the ancient Shu Kingdom, such ferocious beings were often the first choice for beheading by swordsmen who had traveled far and experienced.
Xu Xiaoqiao suddenly said: "Senior Sister, Master has told us that except for official business, Senior Sister is not allowed in Shujian Lake..."
When Xu Xiaoqiao said this, he glanced at Dong Gu, a young man in black robe.
This time at Furong Mountain, the road to the mountain was opened by the second senior fellow apprentice who showed his true form and forcibly broke through the formation barrier. He was seriously injured. Not to mention a broken fang, it had also been damaged for at least forty or fifty years. Daoxing.
With a straight face, Dong Gu added the remaining two words that Xu Xiaoqiao didn't dare to say: "He's here."
Ruan Xiu looked around, feeling a little regretful, "Then let's save it for now."
Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao nodded at the same time, and Master Song also nodded.
Ruan Xiu looked at their identical movements and found it interesting. She smiled and said, "What are you doing, a chicken pecking at rice?"
When she smiled, the Niangan Lang boy who had already been attracted to Ruan Xiu fell into a trance and became obsessed with watching.
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On Yuanwei Street in Chishui City, which specializes in selling immortal artifacts, an old man in a blue shirt and long coat was walking. He had an ordinary face and an ordinary temperament, just like a wealthy man from an ordinary wealthy family. He repeatedly rubbed a snowflake with his two fingers.
Money, I looked around while walking, I did a lot of shopping, but I didn’t buy anything. Fortunately, Yuanwei Street was full of strange people and strange things, and no one cared about such a tall, thin old man.
The old man walked to a shop. The old shopkeeper, who had been feeling very proud recently, was drinking a small drink. He had two plates of food to accompany the wine, salted peanuts and shredded silver fish, a specialty of Shujian Lake. When he saw the old man in a long coat, the old shopkeeper didn't match his taste.
one time.
The old man seemed to be a little regretful and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, that big imitation of the canal yellow sword was sold? Oh, the picture of the lady was also sold? Did you meet someone who was taken advantage of?"
The old shopkeeper who guards this ancestral shop has an eccentric personality and does not know how to do business. If an ordinary shopkeeper met such a customer who could not speak, he would have rolled his eyes or turned him away. But the old shopkeeper did not.
Instead, he became interested and said with a smile: "No, this is the same guest. He is a foreigner. He is very knowledgeable. He is not a scapegoat. Money can't buy his heart."
The old man clicked his tongue and said, "Not bad, not bad. It's far worse than your great-grandfather's business experience, but his luck is much better. Even if you can sell this, I thought it would be ashes for another hundred years."
The old shopkeeper squinted at the stranger and said, "It's not a small talk. Which island owner of Shujian Lake is the Immortal Master? Haha, but if I remember correctly, the island owners with a little ability are all staying on Gongliu Island now.
You don't have time to come here and pretend to be an old god."
The old man said sadly: "Hundreds of people are eating, drinking and eating on Gongliu Island, but it's still a cesspool."
The old shopkeeper was a little happy, "Those gods flying around are not ordinary people like us. Gongliu Island cannot be turned into a toilet. Besides, Gongliu Island, a place like a mass grave, will become a toilet after the alliance is over."
Who cares what happens."
The old man sighed, "I do care."
The old shopkeeper felt more and more interesting and waved, "Brother, come and have a drink?"
The old man shook his head and said: "It's no better than swill. I won't drink it."
The old shopkeeper smiled and scolded: "You have good intentions and don't drink them, but you have a bad temper and you are not interested in me. If you look at the items in the store, if you like them, I will give you a 10% discount."
The old man waved his hands and walked out of the shop.
He walked through the entire Yuanwei Street and did not return to Shujian Lake for a long time. He had long since changed and could no longer see a familiar face. The old man walked out of Yuanwei Street and came to a quiet alley in Chishui City.
At the end, take out the key and open the courtyard door. There is a cave inside.
No one lives in it, but someone takes care of it every once in a while, and they work extremely hard and attentively, so the quiet mansion with its winding corridors and deep courtyards is still spotless.
The old man came to a waterside pavilion, opened the window, and listened carefully to the sound of spring water hitting rocks and the sound of cool water.
About half an hour later, a wealthy old man with no name from Chishui City came to the outside of the waterside pavilion. He bent down and said respectfully: "I don't have to go to Wang Guanfeng to pay my respects to Patriarch Liu."
The old man turned around and said with a smile: "Is he the great-great-grandson of the Shihao Kingdom's Shuibu? Come in and sit down. Your Wang family was kind to me back then. My character is the same as the Wang family of Chishui City that you moved from Shihao Kingdom.
, the family heads of the past generations know better than many young people in Shujian Lake now, so there is no need to be so cautious."
There were no extra decorations in the waterside pavilion, just a few white futons spread on the ground. Wang Guanfeng, who was actually richer than Fan, the owner of Chishui City, sat on a futon shakily. He didn't take it seriously because of the old man's pleasant appearance.
The sky is thick and the earth is thick.
The old man surnamed Liu asked some questions about the situation of Shujian Lake in the past hundred years, and Wang Guanfeng answered them one by one.
After hearing about the recent situation on Gongliu Island, the old man surnamed Liu said with a smile: "As far away as Fengweidu, I have heard about the great reputation of Liu Zhimao and Gu Can, the masters and disciples of Qingxia Island."
Wang Guanfeng thought carefully and replied: "Now the Song Dynasty of Dali and the Zhu Ying Dynasty are fighting over Shu Jian Lake. We bet on Qingxia Island. The Zhu Ying Dynasty should have chosen Qingzhong, Tianmu and Lisu San."
The person in charge of the Island Alliance is a nine-level swordsman from the Zhu Ying Dynasty who was born in the royal family. He has some connections with Oriole Island, but where he is hiding now cannot be found out. But within the Zhu Ying Dynasty, what is Gu Can's intention to win over?
There should still be disagreements about whether to kill or kill, and there is no unified opinion. Therefore, with the previous assassination in Chishuicheng, a certain force in the Zhu Ying Dynasty has suffered a big setback. Liu Zhimao himself is still in the Nascent Soul realm, with no signs of breaking through, but Gu
The dragon next to Can has already reached the level of Nascent Soul, and his combat power is astonishing. Even Liu Zhimao is afraid of him. He might become a powerful force in the future, and eventually Liu and Gu will share Shujian Lake. But this is all ancestors.
The result of standing idly by.”
The old man smiled and asked: "That little devil named Gu Can, who claims to be the invincible fighter in Shujian Lake?"
Wang Guanfeng finally understood what he meant and asked cautiously: "Ancestor, do you want us to turn our heads and bet on the Zhu Ying Dynasty?"
The old man shook his head and said: "It's two different things. Half of Liu Zhimao's success today is due to Gu Can and the Nascent Soul Dragon. Let him sit in the position of king of the rivers and lakes in Jianhu for a few days. When Gu Can dies, Liu
Most of Zhi Mao has been ruined, and everyone is talking about it. Whatever Shu Jian Hu's last name was two hundred years ago, what will his last name be two hundred years from now."
The old man smiled and said, "When did the wild cultivators in Shujian Lake become so unafraid of death? How dare a little brat show off his dignity like this?"
Wang Guanfeng explained: "The Zhu Ying Dynasty may not have wanted to win over Gu Can and constrain Liu Zhimao, otherwise Gu Can would not have been so unscrupulous. However, the growth rate of the dragon was such that it became an earthly immortal in less than three years.
Nascent Soul is really incredible, and it really makes all of us a little confused."
The old man was obviously not the kind of monk on the mountain who liked to criticize his servants harshly. He nodded and said, "I don't blame you. I traveled with two friends before and talked about this matter. My realm and vision are as high as theirs. I feel the same way as you Wang Guanfeng.
It almost means it’s unbelievable.”
"It's okay to bet on Liu Zhimao. If you are not afraid that I will cheat your Wang family's money, just put all your wealth on it."
The old man finally smiled and said: "It's just that Gu Can, I will kill him personally when the time comes. All you need to do is pretend to be deaf and wait to see what happens. You don't have to do anything more and just wait to collect the money."
Wang Guanfeng swallowed.
The old man looked indifferent, "Since everyone is a wild cultivator in the mountains and rivers, no one's life is more valuable, and no one can kill from beginning to end. At least in Shujian Lake, there is no such reason here."
Wang Guanfeng fell to the ground and worshiped.
Shujian Lake actually has rules. The old people in Shujian Lake don’t mention it, and the young people don’t know about it.
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The old concierge of Guixiu Mansion has been a little more angry recently because she looks forward to the young accountant Mr. Paying a visit every day.
Even though Mr. Chen came and went in a hurry every time, he would never stop at the concierge. He would just say hello to her and leave without even making a small talk. But the old woman named Hongsu was not a person.
Although she is not a ghost, she is still a little happy.
After the accountant left that day, she stood at the door of the mansion and looked at the figure from a distance, so she didn't even notice that her husband appeared beside her. When she suddenly woke up, Gui Xiu named Ma snorted coldly,
"Why, are you still expecting sparrows to fly on the branches? To be favored by a master like Chen Pingan and be accepted as a maid?"
She quickly gave a blessing to Guixiu and said miserably: "Master is joking, how dare I have such unreasonable thoughts that I deserve to be struck by lightning."
The ghost cultivator threw out a small bag of fairy money, "This Chen Pingan will often come to my house as a guest recently. A piece of snow every day is enough to restore you to your previous appearance, and then maintain it for about ten years, so that you don't have to worry about Chen Pingan."
Our Zhu Xian Mansion is a palace of Yama, and we can’t even afford a human concierge.”
She held the bag of fairy money in both hands and bowed to express her gratitude.
Of course she would not really have any thoughts about the young and gentle accountant. No matter whether a woman is beautiful or ugly, when she meets a man, she will definitely like him no matter how good he is. It does not necessarily depend on how good he is.
To be continued...